"The breakfast cereal talked more than we did all day long."

One week and I'm finished with high school.

"High school"

The title has become synonymous with monotomous time wasted and superfluous drama.

"The place we can't wait to escape"


And where, exactly, are we escaping to? The real world? The real world full of real people?

I'm beginning to question how much a diploma will be able to transform the disdained "high school" persona that has come to represent my peers.


I want to live for more than today, yes, but I also want to live for more than tomorrow.

"It's hard to find a friend."